"Like me, press the strings with the fingertips of your left hand, press hard, don't let the strings bounce," the pianist demonstrated, and Ning Shui carefully learned her movements.

"Then pluck the strings with the index and middle fingers of your right hand, plucked up, plucked next," the pianist demonstrated with his fingers, and the deep notes immediately came out, and the simple two notes were refreshing.

Ning Shui couldn't help but be interested, learning the way the luthier looked, and plucked up-

With a "clang......" sound, the strings broke in response, Ningshui's fingers stiffened, and his face under the veil changed slightly: "I seem to have used too much force." ”

When she just plucked the strings, she unconsciously used her internal force, and she couldn't grasp the power of her fingers at all.

"It's okay, the young master is born with divine power, it's normal for the strings to break, I think when I first learned the qin, I also broke several guqins," the violinist smiled with relief.

Liang Zi immediately asked people to change to a new piano, but fortunately, he had already guessed that this would be the result, so he asked someone to prepare an extra piano.

After changing the piano, Ning Shui moved his ten fingers, and then began to play again according to the movements taught by the violinist.

Previous dial - next dial

The two low tunes of the guqin can't be compared with the tunes played by the pianist, but even if the strings are not broken, they also make a sound. Ning Shui's face was slightly happy, and the pianist stretched out his hand to signal her to continue playing to see if she could make the tune coherent.

Ning Shui nodded, reached out and began to pluck the strings again.

"Bell-bell, bell-bell, bell-bell-zheng......" The guqin sounded a few times sadly, and then the incense disappeared, and the strings couldn't help but break again.

The condensation couldn't dodge, and his fingers were cut by the sharp strings, and the blood instantly spread to the entire fingertips.

"Young Master, are you alright? Let's stop playing this ghost thing," Liang Zi rushed over and threw the guqin on the ground, the guqin screamed sadly, and broke into two halves, Liang Zi bandaged his fingers with a handkerchief for the condensation, their young master is expensive, he hasn't shed any blood since he was a child, and he hasn't bumped into it, of course, she doesn't count the things she automatically looks for.

"Hey, you-" For Liang Zi's behavior of throwing the guqin on the ground, Ning Shui didn't have time to stop it, looked over, and really saw that the pianist's face changed, and only heard the pianist say: "Since the son has injured his fingers, it is inconvenient to practice, it is better to wait for his fingers to be good and then practice the qin, and say goodbye." ”

In the eyes of the pianist, the piano is a part of life, and if Ning Shui lets his subordinates smash the piano like this, a person who does not cherish the piano will not be taught by the violinist.

Another teacher, the stool didn't sit on the hot and left.

"If you don't learn, you won't learn, young master, let's learn to play chess," Liang Zi can be said to be fully prepared, and invited several teachers to serve in the mansion.

This time, the Muslim chess player was a thin middle-aged man wearing a green shirt.

Liang Zi introduced: "This is the best chess master invited by the Beijing Chess Club-" Liang Zi didn't dare to say anything about being a good student, otherwise he would be killed by the young master's cold knife in seconds, so he ordered his subordinates to prepare the chess table and chess pieces.

"Childe, please," the chess master stretched out his hand to ask Ningshui, and Ningshui returned the salute, and the two sat down to play against each other.

"Master, please wait a moment, I haven't played chess before, can you tell me the rules first?" Seeing that the chess master was holding the chess pieces and was going to play directly, Ning Shui stopped him.

The chess master was stunned for a moment, obviously not thinking that Ning Shui had not touched Go before, and then explained the rules of Go in detail: "The chessboard of Go has nineteen horizontal lines and nineteen straight lines, there are not many rules, this chessboard is a wireless space, how to play rely on Childe How do you imagine, show Childe a few examples, how to kill the chess ......" The chess master used four black characters and one white to pose a shape on the chessboard, explaining: "The chess pieces all fall to the intersection point, not placed in a blank place, these four black pieces surround the white pieces, Bai Zi has no way to live, so he dies. ”

As he spoke, the chess master took out the white piece and put it in his chess box, and then took a white piece from the condensing chess box, placed it in the corner of the chessboard, and surrounded the white child with only two black pieces: "In this way, you also lose, can you understand?" ”

Ning Shui nodded: "Student understands." ”

"Then the next round,"

The two began to play against each other. Time slipped away quietly with the wind, and the two had already played a few games.

Against the Go master, Ningshui, who was just getting started, was naturally a fiasco, and he was eaten up by the chess master without a single piece. Her forehead gradually sweated, and her palms were also sweaty, and her whole person began to be irritable.

"Childe, playing chess is about calmness, if you are so impetuous, you will only lose worse." The chess master said lightly, and dropped the chess pieces in his hand on the chessboard without arrogance or impatience: "Kill, son, you lost again." ”

Ning Shui suddenly burst into flames, her chess pieces were all eaten, and the chess master's chess pieces were either on the chessboard, or in his own chess box, and his own chess box was borrowed by him to hold his own captured chess pieces.

"I'm not playing anymore," Ning Shui stretched out his hand to tosle the pieces on the chessboard, frowning, and a pair of exposed eyes revealed impatience.

The chess master touched his nose, he seemed to be too ruthless, and he didn't let the son in front of him think about it and said: "It's better to do it again, chess skills have also been accumulated through a hundred battles." ”

"Don't, I don't want others to let me," Ning Shui said to the chess master's thoughts, she thought for a while, and then said: "You go, this chess game is so tightly suppressed that Young Master Ben is not the one who can calm down." ”

When the chess master heard this, he laughed and said, "There is always a time when the son can calm down, and when the time comes, he wants to learn to play chess, even if he comes to play, there will be a period later." ”

"There will be a period later," Ning Shui hugged her fists, she felt that her face was depressed green under the veil, she turned around and asked Liang Zi: "What else can I learn?" ”

Liang Zi pondered: "Qin, chess, calligraphy and painting, the first three things have been tried, and the painting is left, so I will ask the teacher to come out." ”

The one who taught the painting was a young man, and his eyebrows and eyes were full of rebelliousness.

"What do you usually draw?" The man asked.

Condensation shook his head.

The man sighed and shook his head, and then said, "Then start from the most basic learning, painting is to practice the basic skills, one paper by one, can you persevere?" ”

Condensation said, "I'll try,"

The man's eyebrows furrowed, and he said, "You can't try, you can stick to it." ”

"Then I can hold on."

I saw that the man's face was a little whiter, and he took the brush from the side and drew a few strokes casually in the framed white paper, waved his arm and drew a few strokes at random, and then put the brush aside: "Learning to paint can't be done overnight, you start with these simple lines, and you can continue the following learning with nine images." ”

Ning Shui glanced at the lines full of charm on the canvas, and drew them on her own paper, which seemed to be a few simple lines, but she drew a few lines one after another, all of them were not like four, the painter saw that Ning Shui had drawn a few times, so he came over to see, the white paper was bent like a few small insect lines, which made him look at Ning Shui's eyes with more disdain, and there was a little more arrogance in his eyes.

Liang Zi slowly moved to his young master's side and said, "Calm, calm, these teachers are all found by the master for the young master, so it's good to give the master face, and it's good to leave one." ”

No, a few days ago, what kind of Ruyi Fang forced Ningshui to take the red sticker, where did she dare to take it, and it was a shame for her to go up without any ink, but the thunder earth was sarcastic, so that she took it regardless of the consequences. I had to beg my father to ask him to find a teacher who was good at qin, chess, calligraphy and painting in the capital, and her father was so happy that he was puzzled and excitedly found a class of teachers, but unfortunately, Ning Shui knew that he was not a piece of material to learn this at all.

After listening to Liang Zi's words, Ning Shui nodded stiffly: "Well," his arm stiffened and continued to practice painting.

The painter sat on the chaise longue on the side, serving tea, melons and fruits, and condensing water for so long that he didn't even have time to drink saliva.

At noon, the sun shifted, and the condensation, which was originally in the shade of the trees, was illuminated by the sun, and the whole person was hot, and sweat flowed down his cheeks.

The painter moved to a shady place, crossed Erlang's legs, and swayed leisurely.

"Young master, I'll change you somewhere too." Liang Zi stepped forward and said,

Before Ning Shui could speak, the painter immediately spoke out to stop him: "Don't move the place, Ling Zun let me teach the son of a good student, the son has to practice hard, and it was not easy to draw a little decently, change the place, and the level is back." ”

Liang Zi sneered in disbelief, this guy actually threatened the young master with the master, where did this bastard get the guts, he was trying to teach this unknown man a good lesson, and was pulled by condensation: "It's okay, I'm painting, I can't calm down on my own, so I can't learn anything, bask in the sun a few times, and concentrate on it." ”

So, staring at the scorching sun, I concentrated on painting.

It was noon, Hua'er and Mo Yang brought food over, and when they saw their young master waving their pen in the scorching sun, they both walked over: "Young master, why don't you change to a cooler place." ”

Ning Shui wiped the sweat from his forehead and said with a smile: "It's okay, it's okay." ”

"I've brought you lunch," Hua'er brought a bowl of soup, and Mo Yang carried a food box: "I made it with my eldest brother." ”

"I'm really a little hungry," Ning Shui put down his pen, moved his sour wrist, and was about to reach out to lift the soup in Hua'er's hand to see what kind of soup it was, when the arrogant painter came to make trouble again.

"Whoever told you to stop, keep drawing," the painter scolded, got up from the recliner, walked over and snatched the lunch from Hua'er and Mo Yang's hands, and sat down to the side to eat comfortably.

"Young Master?" Liang Zi, Hua'er, and Mo Yang looked at Ning Shui at the same time.

Ning Shui sighed, why provoke himself? She nodded and said, "Hit, lightly, don't slap your face!" ”

"Obey the young master," Liang Zi had already seen that this person was unhappy.

The three of them walked towards the painter with a smirk on their faces, and rolled up their sleeves.

"Y-what are you doing?" The painter held a bowl of soup and looked at the three people who were smiling evilly with a horrified expression, and then the screams rang out: "Ah...... Yes...... You wait for me, I want to go up to Master Ning. ”

Ning Shui sighed and shook her head, and continued to paint, she really wasn't this material.